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128 PENSIVENESS. 
LABURNUM. 
Cytisus. 
Language PENSIVENESS. 
A GENTLE maiden, whose large loving eyes 
Enshrine a tender, melancholy light, 
Like the soft radiance of the starry skies, 
Or autumn sunshine, mellowed when most bright ; 
She is not sad, yet in her gaze appears 
Something that makes the gazer think of tears. 
Mrs. Emburt. 
A soul, too, more than half divine. 
Where, through some shades of earthly feeling, 
Religion's softened glories shine, 
Like light through summer foliage stealing. 
Shedding a glow of such mild hue, 
So warm, and yet so shadowy too, 
As makes the very darkness there . 
More beautiful than light elsewhere ! 
MOOEE. 
Few know that elegance' of soul refined, 
Whose soft sensation feels a quicker joy 
From melancholy's scenes, than the dull pride 
Of tasteless splendor and magnificence 
Can e'er afford. 
Wabtoit. 
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